Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"لا تستطيع الدخول، أيها العقيد،" قالت له. "قد تكون سيد حربك، لكنني سيدة بيتي."
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"You can't come in, colonel," she told him. "You may be in command of your war, but I'm in command of my house."
"لا تستطيع الدخول، أيها العقيد،" قالت له. "قد تكون سيد حربك، لكنني سيدة بيتي."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"That would be fine,” she said “If we’re alone, we’ll leave the lamp lighted so that we can see each other, and I can holler as much as I want without anybody’s having to butt in, and you can whisper in my ear any crap you can think of."
"حسناً إذن،" قالت، "إذا كنا وحدنا، سنترك المصباح مضاءً لنرى بعضنا، ويمكنني أن أصرخ قدر ما أشاء دون أن يتدخل أحد، ويمكنك أن تهمس في أذني بأي هراء يخطر ببالك."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"Children inherit their parents' madness."
"يرث الأبناء جنون آبائهم."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"Bad luck doesn't have any chinks in it. I was born a son of a bitch and I'm going to die a son of a bitch. - Captain Roque Carnicero"
"سوء الحظ لا يتخلله أي ثغرات. لقد وُلدتُ ابن عاهرة وسأموت ابن عاهرة. - الكابتن روكي كارنيسيرو"
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"Don't worry," he would say, smiling. "Dying is much more difficult than one imagines."
"لا تقلق،" كان يقول مبتسمًا. "الموت أصعب بكثير مما يتخيل المرء."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"Things have a life of their own," the gypsy proclaimed with a harsh accent. "It's simply a matter of waking up their souls."
"تلك الأشياء لها حياة خاصة بها،" أعلنت الغجرية بلكنة خشنة. "الأمر كله يكمن في إيقاظ أرواحها وحسب."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"She did not understand why women complicated their lives with corsets and petticoats, so she sewed herself a coarse cassock that she simply put over her and without further difficulties resolved the problem of dress, without taking away the feeling of being naked, which according to her lights was the only decent way to be when at home."
"لم تفهم لمَ تعقّد النساء حياتهن بالكورسيهات والتنانير الداخلية، لذا خاطت لنفسها رداءً خشنًا وضعته فوقها ببساطة، وبلا مزيد من التعقيدات حلت مشكلة اللباس، دون أن يسلبها شعورها بالعرْي، الذي كان في نظرها الطريقة الوحيدة اللائقة لتكون عليها المرأة وهي في بيتها."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"But what worries me is not your shooting me, because after all, for people like us it's a natural death." He laid his glasses on the bed and took off his watch and chain. "What worries me," he went on, "is that out of so much hatred for the military, out of fighting them so much and thinking about them so much, you've ended up as bad as they are. And no ideal in life is worth that much baseness."
"لكن ما يقلقني ليس إطلاقك النار عليّ، فبعد كل هذا، إنها ميتة طبيعية لأناس مثلنا." وضع نظارته على السرير وخلع ساعته وسلسلته. "ما يقلقني،" تابع، "هو أنك من فرط كراهيتك للعسكر، ومن كثرة قتالك لهم وتفكيرك فيهم، قد انتهى بك الأمر إلى أن تصبح سيئًا مثلهم. ولا يوجد مُثل أعلى في الحياة يستحق كل هذا الانحطاط."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"Arcadio had seen her many times working in her parents' small food store but he had never taken a good look at her because she had that rare virtue of never existing completely except at the opportune moment."
"لقد رآها أركاديو مرارًا وهي تعمل في متجر والديها الصغير لبيع الطعام، لكنه لم يمعن النظر فيها قط، فقد كانت تتمتع بتلك الفضيلة النادرة التي تجعلها لا توجد بالكامل إلا في اللحظة المناسبة."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"but he only found her in the image that saturated his private and terrible solitude."
"لكنه لم يجدها إلا في الصورة التي غمرت وحدته الخاصة والرهيبة."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude."
"سر شيخوخة صالحة هو ببساطة عهد شريف مع الوحدة."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end."
"أينما كانوا، لا يغيب عن بالهم أبدًا أن الماضي لم يكن سوى وهم، وأن الذكرى لا رجعة فيها، وأن كل ربيع ولى لا سبيل لاسترداده، وأن أشد الحب جموحًا وأكثرها رسوخًا لم يكن في النهاية سوى حقيقة زائلة."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"...he considered respect for one's given word as a wealth that should not be squandered."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"Sitting in the wicker rocking chair with her interrupted work in her lap, Amaranta watched Aureliano José, his chin covered with foam, stropping his razor to give himself his first shave. His blackheads bled and he cut his upper lip as he tried to shape a mustache of blond fuzz, and when it was all over he looked the same as before, but the laborious process gave Amaranta the feeling that she had begun to grow old at that moment."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"He soon acquired the forlorn look that one sees in vegetarians."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"The uncertainty of the future made them turn their hearts toward the past. They saw themselves in the lost paradise of the deluge, splashing in the puddles in the courtyard, killing lizards to hang on Úrsula, pretending that they were going to bury her alive, and those memories revealed to them the truth that they had been happy together ever since they had had memory."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"Men demand much more than you think," she would tell her enigmatically. "There's a lot of cooking, a lot of sweeping, a lot of suffering over little things beyond what you think."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"For a week, almost without speaking, they went ahead like sleepwalkers through a universe of grief, lighted only by the tenuous reflection of luminous insects, and their lungs were overwhelmed by a suffocating smell of blood."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"It had never occurred to him until then to think that literature was the best plaything that had ever been invented to make fun of people..."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
"...her own experience was beginning to tell her that an alert old age can be more keen than the cards."
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
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